I’m feeling so fed up.
We came back from holiday on thursday, and of course there were piles of laundry and general resulting chaos. On top of this, we have a crawling baby who has a lot of toys.
We travelled through the night on Thursday and so while I sorted the laundry I hadn’t put it away. Yesterday in the middle of me doing DS’s bath, DP came in and started moaning about ‘clothes covering every surface’ and then as I was trying to get the baby to sleep I couldn’t because DP was constantly moving about.
I ended up putting the baby down and joining him ‘cleaning.’ The whole operation of sorting a three bed house took less than half an hour - it really was just a few clothes and toys in the toy box.
He’s been irritating me for a while and most of it is such small things but I don’t know whether I’m being irritable or whether he’s being irritating. Like last night - why in gods name is bedtime the time to clean a house?